Theo feels like he is dying. He has felt like he was dying before, but not like this. None of it makes any sense anyway. He was fine. The first 24 hours was fine. Then after that he felt like he was losing his mind. He cannot sleep, he cannot eat, and he cannot focus on anything right now. The nightmares keep coming. All night. It was not like this before. It is getting to the point, where he might just have to not sleep all together. He knows that it might end badly for him, but he cannot keep waking up in a cold sweat every night.

He sits there at the lunch table looking at a curious Nolan and a concerned Corey. He hates the looks on their faces. It makes him feel like they assume that he cannot take care of himself. He can. He has been taking care of himself since he was nine years old.

"Maybe you should talk to Liam?" Nolan asks.

"How would that help?" Theo scowls.

"Well, you seemed better when he was around. Now that you made him leave you alone, you just seem…" Nolan hesitates.

"Crazy." Corey finishes.

Theo glares at them.

Corey seems to believe everything he is told by Deaton. He has been talking to him and doing research on everything. Mostly to help Theo, but he does not need help. He never has. He does not need anyone's help. He does not even like them. Not really. Not all the time. Sometimes he likes Nolan and sometimes Corey can be fun.

"You know I have heard of this before." Corey says.

"Not this again." Theo sneers.

"Yes, THIS AGAIN. Look, when I did my research and I talked to Deaton, he stated that this is what typically happens. I know you do not believe in any of this stuff. However, you cannot deny that since you and Liam have stopped talking your nightmares are worse. You seem to always be on edge and your wolf and coyote seem to always be at odds. I do not know. Maybe their missing Liam? "Corey suggests.

"I don't know why you believe those myths." Theo says.

"Because I do not think it's a myth. You two are proof of that. Liam has been wolfing out for no reason. He almost took out the mailman because the poor guy forgot to close the mailbox. Does that sound like Liam to you?" Corey asks.

"He is angry." Theo says.

Corey rolls his eyes.

"Why are you mad at him anyway?" Nolan asks.

"I am not mad. I just want space." Theo says.

"From what?" Nolan asks confused.

"His feelings." Corey says.

"Corey that is not what I said." Theo growls.

"Well, someone needs to do something because If I have one more night of babysitting you while Mason babysits Liam, I am going to lose my mind." Corey complains.

Theo does not believe in this. He is not a real werewolf anyway. Plus, he previously had nightmares when he hung out with Liam, just not like this. It is most likely worse because of going to see his mother. It is going to be fine. He does not care anyway. He does not miss Liam. Or his annoying ways of making things better.

"Hey Theo. Can I sit here?" He hears a voice ask.

He looks over and sees his classmate Matt standing nearby. He does not really know Matt too well, but he seems okay. He is always answering questions in class and always being nice to everyone.

"Sure." Theo shrugs.

Matt sits down and smiles at Corey and Nolan. Nolan frowns and looks at Theo.

Matt talks as he normally does about everything and everyone. It takes the entire lunch period.

Theo starts walking to class when Nolan catches up to him.

"I don't like that guy." Nolan says.

'Why?" Theo asks.

"He just seems weird. Like who is that nice?" Nolan questions.

"You of all people shouldn't be asking that. You always are looking for the best in everyone. Since the war you always say everyone can be good." Theo points out.

"I know. I am just saying that he is off." Nolan says.

"Ok, I did almost kill Scott so I can handle a human classmate. Thanks though." Theo rolls his eyes.

Against Theo's better judgement he decides to go visit Deaton. He walks into the clinic and decides to almost walk out. Before he can though, Deaton sees him.

"Theo?" Deaton says.

"Hi, I am not sure why I am here." Theo says.

"Ok? Do you have something on your mind?" Deaton asks.

"No. I mean I don't think so. Not really. Corey does." Theo explains.

He feels ridiculous.

"Yes, he seems pretty worried about you. He says you have been off recently." Deaton says.

"Well, he seems to be confused. He feels this whole connection thing is not a myth and I don't know how to explain it to him. I know your trying to help, but there has to be another explanation." Theo says.

"By connection I am assuming you mean…" Deaton starts to say.

"I would rather not say it." Theo says, narrowing his eyes.

"Alright. So maybe it is something else. Why don't you tell me what is going on?" Deaton offers.

Theo does.

He explains the nightmares have increased and the way the nightmares are happening have increased. He dreams of Tara still, but now he rips out his own heart in the dream. He explains how he has no craving for food, and he barely sleeps. He wonders if he is failing as the dread doctors said about their experiments. Maybe it just took this long to fail. It is possible. He could be dying. The thought of dying does not scare him. He is ready if it is his time to go.

He waited to die when he was with the dread doctors. He watched countless people go under the knife and not come out of it. He always assumed it would happen to him at some point, but it never did. He waited and it helped to ease the pain of being operated on. When he finally became a success the dread doctors stopped talking about him dying. They talked about it a lot. They prepared him for it in case. It was odd really. They never told the others about dying, but one of them always told him he may die. They seemed to be more honest with him. Maybe it is because they thought he could handle it.

"What you described is exactly what Mason described to me when he came in here to talk about Liam." Deaton says.

'What do you mean?" Theo asks.

"Liam is having the same problem, but instead of nightmares he is trying to attack everyone. I guess that is his demon to deal with. Yours seems to be your nightmares." Deaton points out.

"Well, what does it mean?" Theo asks.

Deaton sighs. He picks up a broom and starts sweeping. He seems lost in thought.

"I think it is important that you at least talk to your friend. No matter what you believe, I will tell you that I have seen things get worse than this. The longer you isolate from your friend then the worse it can get. I saw a werewolf never come out of his shifted form once. "Deaton says.

"By friend you mean Liam?" Theo frowns.

"Yes." Deaton says.

Theo leaves the clinic and decides Deaton has lost it. Clearly, he has been spending way too much time researching the supernatural. He starts the truck and wonders if he should wait on going back to the Hewitt's. He starts to drive to the preserve. It does not take too long to get there. He watches a little grasshopper go by.

He sits in the truck and wonders how he got here. Maybe he just needs a run. That could be a good idea. He shifts into his coyote form. He feels himself running around the preserve and feels slightly better. He does not know how long he has been running. He watches the trees go by and then he decides to watch the cars. He sees the cars drive by on the highway while he runs beside them hidden behind the trees. He trots along through the forest and wonders if he can stay like this forever. He hears a bang and then he freezes. He looks around. He feels weird.

He feels dizzy and confused. He must have scared himself. He looks around and sees a person walking towards him. He inches back. He is still shifted so he does not want to give himself away. His wolf eyes sometimes come through at the worst times. He sees the person stop and kneel a few feet away from him.

He does not know why he cannot see them though. His vision is blurred. He feels agitated and restless.

"Look what I caught." A voice says.

He feels something go off and he attempts to flee, but something strikes him instead. He walks around for a few minutes growling at everyone near him. He thinks there is more than one. He is not sure though. He looks down and sees red. He never used to see red. He saw silver before. He wonders if that means he is actually a real success. Imagine that. He growls when someone walks over to him.

"This doesn't look like a werewolf?" Someone asks.

"That is because it is not. It is a chimera. Hey, remember me."

He feels like he might be dying this time. He feels claustrophobic and confused. He looks around dazed. He looks at his paws. He sees a dread doctor looking at him. Wait? What. He panics. He does not understand what is going on. He starts howling. He thought he was in a coyote form, maybe he is not.

"Don't touch him! He may bite you."

"He almost took my hand off back there."

"Call him."

"I didn't mean to shoot him. It was an accident. I thought he was a deer."

"Do you always hunt at night. Like a creeper?"

"I think he is okay. I stitched him up. He should start to heal soon."

"Is he going to turn back?"

"I don't know. He seems confused. Maybe you should bring him back now."

"The one that almost took my head off?"

"Well, you did shoot the chimera."

"I THOUGH IT WAS A DEER."

Theo growls.

"Hi, I am apparently being the ambassador now. Because why would I have other things to do. Anyway, we thought it best not to bring him out, so you do not almost lose your head again. "

Theo feels someone pat his head. He growls. He looks around but cannot see anyone. What is happening. He feels someone move him to the floor. He feels himself being pushed along. Like a dog. He stumbles a few times, and someone or something, reaches out. He nips at it.

"Ouch."

He hears chuckling.

He feels himself lifted into something. He feels something soft. He hears a growl and then he sees blue eyes looking at him. He remembers those blue eyes. They look sad and concerned.

"Are you okay?" Liam asks.

"Oh, now he is docile. Don't worry guys, my hand is fine." Stiles grumbles.

He looks around. He sees a familiar jeep interior. He shifts.

"Look, it is Theo. Good thing you brought that blanket so we didn't have to poke our eyes out." Stiles says, looking at Nolan.

He looks at Liam. Liam is sitting there with Corey and Mason. Nolan is in the front with Stiles. He looks at his torso and it is bandaged up.

"Did you shoot me?" He asks, looking at Stiles.

"No. Deaton's friends shot you on accident. Then one of them recognized something was off about your eyes. They called Deaton and then Liam was called. Then Liam tried to kill one of them. Hence, here I am. I need to start getting paid for this and my services." Stiles says.

"Hi." Liam says.

"Hi." Theo says.

He watches while Stiles yells at Liam for not telling him about Theo meeting his mother. Jenna hands him a cup of tea and a blanket.

"I didn't even tell you to come here." Liam grumbles.

"No, but Deaton did, right after you almost took that guy out. I forbid Theo from leaving your house again. Clearly, everyone is unstable when things are changed. Scott is coming by tomorrow. To talk, I guess. Goodbye Theo. Glad your alive. Nice teeth." Stiles says, looking at him.

Stiles heads out the door.

"I told you that Matt guy was weird." Nolan says.

"He shot me?" Theo asks.

"On accident, but still. He was with Deaton's friend. It is his father. He was learning to hunt. I just feel like Matt is not a nice guy. Who goes out hunting deer at night." Nolan explains.

"You said he was off." Theo says.

"Knew he was going to be a problem. I still don't like him." Nolan says.

Theo shakes his head.

"So, we are going to go." Mason says.

Corey looks at Nolan. Nolan frowns but gets up and walks over to the door.

"Bye, please don't do that again." Corey says.

He pulls Nolan outside with Mason.

"What is going on with Nolan?" Liam asks, looking strangely at Theo.

"What? Nothing. Besides him always following me around." Theo says.

Liam throws a blanket at him.

"You seem angry." Theo says.

"Angry? Why would I be angry? Is it because you threw my gift out the window, ignored me for 3 days, and then almost died from a gunshot wound?" Liam seethes.

"I didn't get shot on purpose." Theo points out.

Liam snarls.

"OK." Theo says.

Liam paces around the living room eyes flashing. He looks at Theo a few times and growls.

"I am sorry I took it out on you. I have a hard time dealing with things, but you didn't deserve that." Theo says.

"You're not leaving again. I do not care what Nolan or Corey says." Liam says.

"Ok, well can I go to bed? I am tired." Theo says.

Liam narrows his eyes at him but does not say anything to argue.

Theo goes up the stairs and goes into his old room. It looks the same. He looks around and he feels odd somehow. He lays down on the bed and wonders if Stiles actually meant it when he said that he was glad he didn't die.

He hears the door open, and Liam comes in. He looks annoyed and sad at the same time. He throws a blanket on top of Theo and sighs. He moves Theo over and lays down.

"I assumed when I told you that you were not going to hell without me, that you knew that I also meant not dying. "Liam says.

"At least you're not as angry anymore." Theo says.

"No, I just feel like you drive me crazy." Liam says.

"Yeah, I felt crazy this week too. Without you." Theo admits.

"I like you Theo. I like you even when your sad and mean. Sometimes cranky but mostly sad. Even when you pretend that you're not, and act like an asshole to hide it." Liam says.

"I told you that I don't do this whole thing." Theo says.

"Yeah, well too bad. I told you not to die without me. Almost did, right? "Liam smiles.

Theo frowns. Liam moves over closer to him.

"I sometimes like you. Even when your taking people's heads off." Theo says.

Liam pulls Theo closer and his eyes flash again. Theo normally does not cuddle but he decides tonight is okay.

Liam keeps snarling. Clearly, his wolf seems to be agitated. He looks at Liam, questioning what is going on.

"Mine." Liam's wolf growls.

Theo wonders if that is something he should be concerned about. Liam's wolf is apparently very vocal right now. He feels Liam shift closer again and then he slides his hand up Theo's shirt. Theo does not like to be touched, but this is okay. Liam gently brushes his fingers over his chest and torso.

He shivers.

Dammit.